User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Sharpe's Highwaybeasts/@comment-2246928-20171115201432

December 24, 2012 by Brigadier Barty December 24, 2012 by WildloughRhulain May 15, 2013 by Brigadier Barty May 16, 2013 by WildloughRhulain
 * The fish fought and pulled viciously against the line, but all in vain. Finally, it gave one last desparing tug before its great body was dragged from the crystal waters and onto the sand. There it flapped and twitched uselessly, its life slowly ebbing away beneath the brightening sky
 * Stryker noticed a splashing off to the left.  "It looks like a whole school of them! Now, to bring the net into play. . . " The otter rebaited her line, readied her net, wound up and let it fly, hitting the water. Stryker drew her rod back, made a fast cast and let her line hit the water just to the left of the net. "If one doesn't get them, the other one will. . ."
 * The fox came out of nowhere, a pike glittering cruelly in one paw. Slowly, he smiled, his voice coming from behind Stryker "I kin 'elp with that." From behind him, several more thin, rackishly dressed vermin materialized out of the gloom, the grins on their faces matching their mass array of weaponry in ferocity
 * Okay, you're outnumbered. . . .  What d' you do. . . . .  Don't show fear and don't put your back to them. . . ' Stryker thought fast. She slowly turned to face the vermin.
 * The fox chuckled, swinging his mace idly in a paw as he took one step, then another... "I've known quite a lot of otters these parts, some warriors, some merchants, some souls orphaned by the roarin' tide...But you," He swung his mace forward until its head was pointing to the otter, his smile morphing into a sadistic grin "Your new! Bet ya kin fight well, can't ya?"